You and I sound so nostalgic
for it seems we've fall with magic
Such chemistry I fail to imagine
for I never know it's predestine
For this is far exotic
that I can't phantom
the enigma of this message
that I poured out my knowledge
to accommodate my fate
As my heart and souls yearn
For thine torrid compassion
where I seek companionship
In thine own person
©Mary Grace
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